Since I just can’t seem to wrap my head around Dash and Judy’s all important first date today, I’m going to let it stew for a while, and hope it turns into something miraculous.
I can’t let Romantic Monday just pass me by. But love isn’t always romantic. Sometimes it’s awful, sometimes it’s hard. Sometimes it’s real world, every day and practical. But what’s important is how you keep that love alive, in a real world, every day, practical sort of way. That can ease those times when it’s hard and awful, and lead love back to romance.
So, here’s another dreadful and less than poetic poem. This time about love. Please run screaming now if you know what’s good for you.
Everyday Love
When I went home for lunch, there was only enough chicken salad for one sandwich
So I left it for you and had something else
***
I know it’s stupid, because you’re 47 years old,
But I bought you this Thor Pez dispenser when I went to Wal-Mart
***
The electric blanky you gave me, that’s just big enough for my side of the bed
I will always treasure
Because I get so cold, and you don’t
It’s the most thoughtful Christmas gift I ever got
Argyle even! You know me so well, my love
***
You watch Once Upon A Time
and Project Runway with me
You poor, long-suffering darling
***
You’ve made our house a home
Because you know how to fix EVERYTHING!
My hero with dimples and a tool belt
***
You let me follow my whims
And support my every desire
You don’t even roll your eyes at me
At least you don’t let me see it
***
You share the chores
and play with the dog
and make me laugh every day
***
When you said “I do” did you realize
exactly what you were doing?
Thank you my love, for doing it anyway
THE END
Ohmygod! It’s awful. I know it, but I meant every word. Thank you all for enduring it.
Other Romantic Monday posts from today:
Please add your to the comments if you don’t see it here! Thanks! Happy Romantic Monday, all.
Tears of happiness…this is romance at its best!!!!!
Thank you ! I sure hope Mr. Thecheekydiva thinks so too.
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Well, Cheeky, not sure why you think that poem was no good. It sounded pretty fine to me! I may not be a “perfessional poet” or anything but I know what I like! Good job, and sounds like Mr. Cheeky is one of the good ones!
He is THE best. He even left a comment the other day about my tapioca pudding poem. He signed it Mr. Thecheekydiva. I always tell people I couldn’t have built me a better man in my underground lab, and that’s the truth.
This wasn’t even a little bit ‘not good’! It was a whole lot ‘awesome’!!
aww! Thanks! Love is all just chicken salad and pez dispensers really, isn’t it?
Has anyone heard from our Romantic Monday host?
It’s also a clean garage and pancakes on Saturday mornings!
I have no idea of our hosts where-a-bouts since I have not been awarded the job of ‘Hotspur’s Keeper’ just yet ;o)
Well, I didn’t mean to suggest you were his keeper, eww-who would want that job? But You guys are usually all over Romantic Monday before I even haul my old ass out of bed.
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Don’t be silly, this is not awful at all! It is beautiful, and seriously your love is so cool: Electric blanket and Thor Pez dispenser! Scrap all the overly romantic metaphors of my writing, I want those!
And most of all, the reason I love this is because it is so very real. And the best kind of love is real love, after all.
Yes it’s very real. Real is pretty kick ass! But it just doesn’t lend it self to dreamy sentiments all the time. -That’s okay! I’ll take it.
It is! Dreamy sentiments are good but the reality of Pez dispensers is needed too!
Btw, I’ll ask you a dum technology question. How do you pingback (is that what it’s called hmm) other people’s post like the way you have done on this one? I’d want to include everyone but don’t know how. :p
I started by adding your name at the bottom. In the dashboard, there is an icon where you can “link “something. I highlighted your name, and clicked on the link button. Then I cut and pasted the url from your post and now, it’s a link to you. I’m sure you can find better instructions if you look in support or forums for links or pingbacks. Hope this was helpful.
Thank you! It came handy already.
and wasn’t as hard as I thought.
Ps. I nominated you for the ‘One Lovely Blog’ award, because your blog is. well, very lovely.
That is NOT awful. It is lovely. And, it too made me laugh.
I do seem to express my love with a lot of Pez dispensers.
Nothing says love like a bobble-head too.
Oooooh! X-mas is right around the corner. Thanks!
Holy crap…that poem made ME fall in love with the guy. Well done!
Get your own man! Shouldn’t be a problem, now that you’re all famous and stuff.
What about me??? I’m the one who gives Pez dispensers and saves the chicken salad. Come on! I’m pretty damn lovable aren’t I?
Well, maybe not if you read my earlier post today. Ahem…nevermind.
You’re beyond damn lovable, Diva. Pigtails and all!
Still, I’ve always been a sucker for someone with an eye for awesome Pez dispensers (I’ve got a Snoopy one on my desk – no kidding).
Such a shame when a real comment ends up in the spam folder. Sorry my friend, and thank you. “Beyond damn lovable.” Squee! How nice!
it is so not awful–I love stuff that comes from the heart unvarnished and out there for all to see
Thanks! We’re very silly. That’s who we are. A silly poem for my shiny new husband!
silly is good
I gave my kids all Star Trek Pez dispensers for Christmas when they had limited edition collections that were numbered. Of course, mom had to have one for herself. Last year they got Bilbo and Frodo and the rest of the Middle Earth gang.
Awwwwwww! Two enthusiastic thumbs up for the electro-blanket!!
Old ladies do love them electric blankys!
oh stop!
This was great, and I knew you meant every syllable. Perfect for Romantic Monday. I’m a furnace. Jimmy Smits has the electric blanket on his side of the bed while my feet and arms are hanging out on my side.
That was great and you know it!
My husband thought so too. He didn’t read it until last night. It got him a little vaklempt. I have no idea how to spell that word, but you know what I mean. Not every guy who’s wife will write sappy poems and shit about what an adorable manly man he is and let the whole world see it.
What a lucky guy!
Lottery winner!
Both of us.
. Love the new gravatar by the way.
Taken at the hippie haven…